Childhood friend

I waited outside the door of my best friend's house after ringing the doorbell. It didn't take long for someone to open the door.

"Hello aunty, how are you?" I said to the woman standing in front of me.

She was almost as tall as me, standing 5.6 feet tall. Not like I was tall but I wasn't short either in India.

She was Fair, almost white, with Black hair, Dark brown eyes. She also maintained her figure well as she was the one who actually encouraged mom to stay fit.

She is 34-27-35 in body measurements. Weight should be 55 kg as she told me last time. She was wearing a yellow one-piece up to her knees.

"Oh, Ethan! Come inside, how is your mom?" She asked as she pulled me inside.

Our family is very close since I could remember. We were like a family now. It's also the reason why I was close to them.

She was also a single mother. Her husband didn't die, they got divorced. I heard from mom that her husband used to abusive.

"Mom, who is it?" Another shout came from behind her.

There she is, my best friend. What? Do you think I have a male best friend?

She is like her mother, a health-conscious freak. She even takes it to extremes. She is very fit and slim.

She is not tall like her mother though, only 5.3 feet tall. But she is still tall among other girls. She has fair skin but not like her mother who sometimes looks foreigner to me. Her eyes and hair are black.

She was wearing a black tank top with a white shirt and jeans shorts.

"Oh, Ethan!" She smiled after noticing me.

"Yo Pencil." I smile at her as I call her by the nickname I gave her.

"Who are you calling a pencil?" She got angry immediately.

"Okay, okay. stop you two. Aisha, act like a girl sometimes." Aunty said.

"Yeah, aunty is right. I am getting worried that I might need to find a girl for you." I said acting innocently.

"I am straight." She came beside me and grabbed my ear as she pulled me towards her room.

"Ow! Ow! Release me, it's hurting." I screamed in pain.

"Aisha, don't hurt him," Aunty shouted from behind. Aisha let me go at last. She stomped her feet on the floor and went inside her room.

Aunty sighed and shook her head. She was used to it by now.

"Mother is fine. She gave you her regards and also told you to visit her sometimes." I replied to her previous questions.

"Yeah, I will when I get free from my work. You know there isn't much free time in banking work." She said

"Go, I will come with tea." She said as she walked towards the kitchen.

"Okay, make some Maggie too," I added and went inside the open door.

"Okay," Aunty replied from the kitchen.

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"Yo, are you still angry?" I asked Aisha while sitting beside her on the edge of the bed.

Aisha continued to play the game on her new PS4 without replying to me. I looked at her and pull her ear this time.

"Ouch!" Aisha screams. She looked at me while rubbing her ear and said "go to your beautiful aunty. I am a pencil, right? Why are you bothering me."

"Okay, Okay! I am sorry." I grabbed my ears and said "now, can you let me play with you."

Aisha sighed and said, "you come to play the game instead of spending time with me, huh?"

"Of course, not! How can I do that to my best friend? Here, come, give your buddy a huggy." I replied shamelessly and pulled her into a hug.

Suddenly the door of the room opened. "Here have som…."

Aisha quickly pushed me and stopped hugging me. She acted like we did something wrong.

Aunty looked at Aisha then she looked at me and asked "tell me truthfully, are you guys really not dating? I won't mind if you do."

"Who is going to date him? I will have a prince as my boyfriend." Aisha replied giving stinky eyes.

"As if I am dying to date you," I replied to her. I get up and move to aunty. I held her hand and said, "I would rather date someone who actually looks and acts like a woman."

"Come here, I will bite you to death," Aisha grumbled in anger.

Aunty chuckled at hearing me. She put the glass of coke on the table and said "if my daughter is not taking the step, then I will snatch you from her."

She hugged me from the side while giving a mischievous smile to Aisha.

Aisha came and pulled me from aunty and said "don't flirt with my mom in front of me."

Auntie chuckled and left the room while saying "don't waste the chance, honey. Your friend is handsome and your mother is single."

"Go away." Aisha shut the door.

I burst into laughter. Aisha couldn't take it anymore. So she pinched my wrist hard.

Me: "Aaa, let me go. It's hurting."

Aisha: "Go ahead and laugh."

Me: "let me go or else I will tickle you."

Aisha: "try me"

I didn't stop and started tickling her. I know her weakness well. So the next tickle fight started between us.

Our hands didn't make any gender difference.